[Comprehensive] Code of conduct for famous ministers

Wake up.

With a little force, he tore off the other person's clothes, exposing half of his chest naked in front of him.

His heart froze, everything he saw stung his eyes, whip marks, brand marks, knife wounds, gunshot wounds, etc., there were new ones and old ones, all kinds of scars pressed one by one, all over the place. On this body in front of me.

"What's going on?!" Because he was too restrained, his voice changed slightly. He had never been so angry, and he had never been so distressed.

From childhood to adulthood, almost half of his life has been spent on the battlefield. Yan Changsheng has never seen any kind of injury, and even he himself has suffered more serious and fatal injuries. With a few injuries, I am ashamed to say that I am from Cangyun Castle.

But this person shouldn't be like this, he shouldn't have any scars on his body, he lives in a beautiful flower group, he deserves to be pampered and pampered, and he shouldn't suffer any pain.

Yan Changsheng's fingertips trembled slightly, and those glaring scars were like ants, biting his fingertips until they reached his heart, making him almost suffocate in pain.

Yan Xiubai cried out secretly, beauty misleads others, and he forgot about it, he didn't want to worry him, but he didn't want to lie to him, so he could only comfort him: "I'm fine, I just suffered some skin trauma, it's not serious, you see I am not standing right in front of you."

Yan Changsheng's eyes were red, and he burst into cold air every word: "What the hell is going on?!!"

Unable to be comforted, Yan Xiubai sighed and could only briefly explain the matter.

After finishing speaking, he kissed the other party's lips again, and said, "I'm really fine, and I'll make some medicine later to make sure there won't be any scar left."

Speaking of this, he was also very helpless. At first, he didn't have this condition, but later he followed Li Shimin, fought wars and rectified Luoyang. He really didn't have time, and then he gradually forgot. I knew that the two would meet again so soon. He will never forget anything.

Yan Changsheng's eyes surged with evil spirit, he stroked those scars carefully, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Feeling the trembling from the opponent's fingertips, Yan Xiubai also felt distressed, feeling sorry for him, he pulled the other's hair, and said softly: "You will not hurt once you kiss."

Yan Changsheng didn't say a word, and immediately leaned over, his soft lips stuck to those scars, rubbed them together, and then stretched out his tongue to gently lick kisses, on the shoulders, on the chest, on the lower abdomen...

Yan Xiubai could bear it at first, but when the series of wet kisses landed on his lower abdomen, if he could still sit still, he was no longer a man.

He picked up the other party, and fell on the other party's lips with a heavy kiss. The lips and tongues intersected, it was more like a conquest, and no one would let anyone else.

The sudden intrusion caused him a burst of pain, Yan Changsheng breathed heavily, his back firmly pressed against the rough tree trunk, it hurt a little, but compared to the pain from below, it was nothing.

Yan Xiubai pushed in hard, then pulled out extremely slowly, and then pushed in hard again. After a few times, the place that contained him gradually softened. The night in early spring was very cold, but the place where they were close to each other was very hot. Especially the place where he entered deeply, it was so hot that his whole body was warmed up.

Yan Xiubai's movements were strong and powerful, and he hardly gave anyone a chance to breathe. Even with Yan Changsheng's strong physique, it was somewhat unbearable to be attacked so mercilessly on the softest and most vulnerable places.

"Slow down..." His voice was extremely hoarse, with a slight sense of pain, but at the same time, there was also a sense of pleasure that could not be ignored.

Yan Xiubai slowed down as he wished, and delicate kisses landed on the corners of his brows, eyes and lips. In the quickness, sensation, that already extremely handsome face made people unable to look away even more.

The fire between the two of them was completely ignited, and even the moonlight hanging in the sky was shamefully hidden into the clouds bit by bit...

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The whole Luoyang was chaotic all night, the lights in Li Shimin's mansion were kept on all night, but the culprit was hanging out with his lover, you and me, and didn't return to the city until the sky was getting darker.

As soon as he stepped into the city gate, someone went to inform Li Shimin, and when he returned to the mansion, Li Shimin came out to greet him in person.

After yesterday's battle, Yan Xiubai could be said to be Li Shimin's savior. Naturally, his status and status are very different, and Li Shimin's trust in him has naturally deepened a lot.

His body is a little bit, and his complexion is not very good. Everyone thinks that Yan Xiubai fought with the thief last night. After a whole night of fighting, everyone will lose energy, maybe he has suffered an internal injury?

Li Shimin was worried, and wanted to ask the doctor to come and show him, but Yan Xiubai was so frightened that he quickly refused, saying that he was a doctor, and he knew his own body well, so he didn't need others.

Just kidding, if someone gets a pulse, it can be seen that he has kidney deficiency.

He did fight all night, the kind of goblin fights, and last night it was cold, and his body was relatively weak. Apart from kidney deficiency, he also had a low fever.

It's all that annoying little goblin, Yan Xiubai sniffled and sighed, beauty is misleading, Yan Changsheng is the enchanting concubine who he doesn't want to go to court early!

Last night, he patronized the gangsters and didn't have time to ask anything. If it wasn't for the child who was still in the mansion, he would have dragged people to find a warmer place and continued the fight for [-] rounds.

Demon Concubine, Demon Concubine...

However, it is not impossible for the two to meet each other. With Yan Changsheng's martial arts, if they sneak in, no one will find out.

"Is this the person you are worried about?" Yan Changsheng asked with a frown as he looked at the little one in his arms.

"That's right." Yan Xiubai handed the little guy over and said with a smile, "Is it cute?"

Yan Changsheng refused to answer. Originally, since the two had met again, he naturally wanted to drag him away, but the other party refused, saying that there was another person he cared about.

I can't bear to say this, let alone Yan Changsheng, even if he knew that the other party didn't mean that, he drank dry vinegar for a whole day, and at night he couldn't bear it anymore, so he wanted to see the one who hooked up with his family. Who is the little goblin of love?

When it was about Yan Xiubai, Yan Changsheng never had good patience.

Yan Changsheng reluctantly raised his eyes to look at the child, and snorted coldly in his heart, isn't it just a white-skinned frog, what's so cute? !

Fortunately, Yan Xiubai didn't know the slander in his heart, otherwise he would have to fight with him. The kind of real fight, other children are fine, and he never thinks there is anything good about a child who cries all day long, but this No, this is the kind that he raised with his own hands and is still alive tenaciously, not the kind that he raised to death.

What a tenacious vitality, Yan Xiubai sighed while pinching his chubby little face.

The child stretched his arms and legs, and Yan Changsheng frowned, "Don't pinch him." He couldn't help but said, "You'll wake him up, I don't care if he cries later. "

"Don't worry." Yan Xiubai said quite experienced: "As long as he is fed enough, no matter how hard he is, he won't wake up."

But, I don't want you to hold him all the time, and I don't want your attention to be on him all the time, Yan Changsheng thought so, but didn't show it on his face.

"I've always wanted to give him a name, but none of them are suitable. Why don't you choose one for him." Yan Xiubai said with great interest.

"Little frog." Yan Changsheng said without thinking, but it was just a white-skinned frog.

Yan Xiubai frowned, pondered for a moment and said, "It can be a nickname."

Yan Changsheng: "..."

Although this person's ability to name is really bad, but he is his sweetheart after all. As a qualified love relationship, he should tolerate any shortcomings of the other party. Poor little guy, Yan Xiubai took a pitiful look at the unconscious child, It is really sympathetic to spend a lifetime with such a frustrated nickname.

I'm sorry for you, little frog.

......

"Since the person you care about is already here." When he mentioned the four words "the person you care about", he specially emphasized the pronunciation, and then said: "Can we go?"

Yan Xiubai was keenly aware of something, the meaning hidden behind the jealousy, he hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Do you not like me staying here and doing things by Emperor Taizong's side?"

Yan Changsheng was silent, he turned his head and said: "He is not Emperor Taizong yet."

"Sooner or later it will be!" Yan Xiubai turned him away, turned his head away, faced himself, and said in a deep voice, "Why did you come to assassinate him?"

"Someone asked me to kill him." Yan Changsheng said without hiding it from him.

"Who?" Yan Xiubai frowned.

"Kou Zhong of the Young Marshal Army."

Yan Xiubai is no longer the ignorance he was when he first came to this world. Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, these two names always appear together, he has heard more or less about their deeds. Two little-known gangsters met by chance, disrupted the current situation, and became masters approaching the realm of masters.

He has seen Xu Ziling before, and he has been with him for a while, he is a real gentleman with a clear and bright face, and Kou Zhong, although he has never met him, is as famous as Xu Ziling and as close as a brother to him, he subconsciously thinks that person It won't be that bad.

But now, he has doubts.

"Kou Zhong is an ambitious man. He went south to the Song Dynasty, married the Song family in Lingnan, and got the full support of the Song family. In the future, he will definitely have a force in the Central Plains, and the world's heroes can be seen by him. In my eyes, only Li Shimin is deeply afraid, I owe him a favor and promise to help him kill!"

Yan Xiubai furrowed his brows fiercely, temporarily suppressing his unhappiness, and asked, "What favor do you owe him?"

Yan Changsheng glanced at him, and said softly: "He promised to help me find someone, and I promised to help him with one thing. I didn't expect to go north, but the person I was looking for was automatically sent to me."

Yan Xiubai bent his lips, not knowing that he was looking for him, he kissed the scar on the other's forehead, and the anger in his heart dissipated a little.

"Since the person has been sent to you automatically, and he didn't find it for you, then you don't owe him any favors, and you can let go of your agreement."

Yan Changsheng thought about it seriously, and finally shook his head, "After all, it has something to do with him indirectly. If it wasn't for his request, I wouldn't have found you."

"Don't you really want to kill Emperor Taizong?"

"You don't want me to kill him?" Yan Changsheng's eyes darkened slightly.

"Of course I don't want to." That's Emperor Taizong, Yan Xiubai said in a deep voice: "Since they are regarded as opponents, they should confront each other openly on the battlefield to see who will win this country. Unfortunately, I thought Xu Ziling's brother would also fight with him Usually he is a gentleman, but unexpectedly he is a villain who can only use tricks, could it be that he knows that he is not the Emperor Taizong's opponent, so he can only use these tricks?"

"Then you are wrong." Yan Changsheng said lightly: "Kou Zhong is by no means a villain, he can even be called a hero, and he is definitely not Li Shimin's opponent. In military affairs, he has the skills of a beast. Intuition, and a talent that makes countless people jealous, Li Shimin wants this world, Kou Zhong is definitely a strong enemy."

Yan Xiubai was a little unhappy, "You admire him very much?"

"Most people who have met him will appreciate him." Yan Changsheng said truthfully, "Otherwise Song Que, the sky sword with eyes above the top, would not have married his daughter to him."

Yan Xiubai was silent, his silence was not approval, but a protest.

Yan Changsheng sighed, he hugged him in his arms, and groped the other person's thin waist, "I don't need to kill him, but this Li Shimin is not the Li Shimin we saw in our history books, you Why do you want to stay and help him?"

why?Maybe it's a kind of thought. When I see the person I admire, even if I know that the other person is not the one in my own world, but looking at him, it seems that I still maintain a connection with the original world.

"I'm homesick." Yan Xiubai's voice was light, and he didn't have too much emotional sadness. He just expressed his current mood truthfully, because the person beside him is someone who can let him explore his heart, "I want to grow up Gemen, I miss my master, I miss Mr. Li, and I even miss those brats in the door."

Living longer and longer, the original memory inevitably began to blur. His time in Changgemen was only a short 20 years, and in his long life after that, it only accounted for a small fraction, but there It is his roots, and he never gave up the idea of ​​wanting to go back.

Yan Changsheng was slightly taken aback, feeling sore in his heart, this is a place the two of them had never mentioned before, the other party wanted to go back, what about him?Does he want to go back in his heart?The answer or not, even he himself does not know.

Unlike Yan Xiubai, his family was gone. In the Battle of Yanmenguan, Cangyun's army suffered heavy casualties, even the commander Xue Zhi died in the battle. Then the Anshi Rebellion broke out and Cangyun was completely destroyed.

And he himself died at that time...

"Longevity?" Yan Xiubai's hand was very warm, as if pulling him out of the biting cold, "What's wrong with you? Your hands are so cold."

Yan Xiubai frowned, looking worried.

"It's nothing," Yan Changsheng shook his head, "I was just thinking, if you go back, I will go back too." Even if the home is gone, a place with this person can become a home.

"Of course you want to be with me." Yan Xiubai said without thinking.

Yan Changsheng smiled. He had a pretty smile, and the evil spirit that he had been carrying all year round faded away. His eyebrows and eyes were raised slightly, which could fascinate anyone.

It's a pity that such a smile is usually only appreciated by Yan Xiubai.

Yan Changsheng felt that he had changed a bit, the obsession in his heart gradually faded, and became clearer and clearer when he was with Yan Xiubai.

He doesn't know if this change is good or bad, but at least now, at this moment, he is happy.

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Li Shimin started to set off back to Chang'an, and Yan Xiubai and Yan Changsheng also began to separate during the day and have sex at night. The only witness was a little frog who couldn't say anything but only spit bubbles.

Needless to say, it's quite exciting to have this kind of theft once in a while.

On the way back to Chang'an, Li Shimin received a letter stating that Yang You was forced to abdicate, Zen and Li Yuan's news.

Li Shimin let out a sigh of relief, the matter has been decided, and it is too late.

At the beginning of spring and April, Tang Guogong Li Yuan ascended the throne, established Datang, named Wu De, and made the eldest son Li Jian the crown prince.

With the establishment of the Tang Dynasty, the once glorious Sui Dynasty disappeared completely in the long river of history like a flash in the pan. Various anti-kings saw this and proclaimed themselves kings one after another. The stage of the Central Plains competition officially kicked off.

The three or four-year-old child was white and tender, with chubby flesh, sitting on the threshold with his chin resting on his chin like a little adult. From time to time, one or two people around him came forward to coax them a few times, but he ignored them.

The sun was getting higher, and beads of sweat floated on the sun-baked red face. The nurse who took care of him was holding a handkerchief to wipe him, but he swung it away with a snap.

It is rare for such a small child to be patient. Even if the butt hurts a bit from sitting, he still maintains the original position.

The waiters around him were a little anxious, the sun was so hot at the moment, it would be good if he got sunburned, but he refused to move his position, and finally the nanny thought of a way to let someone hold an umbrella to cover his head , to cover some of the sinister sunlight.

The iced tea was served, but he didn't drink it, his big round eyes stared at the door without blinking, making the people around him anxious not knowing what to do.

The sound of grunting wheels turning from far to near, accompanied by the sound of horseshoes, everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the movement, and the child who was sitting on the threshold as a watchman suddenly jumped up, with short arms and short arms. legs, but run fast.

Just as Yan Xiubai got off the carriage, there was already an extra pendant on his leg.

He bent down, picked up the child, threw it into the air, and caught it again. The weightlessness of being thrown into the air made the child tightly strangle his neck, afraid of doing it again.

Yan Xiubai clicked, kissed him on the face, and laughed loudly: "Which family came from such a fat baby?"

"Yan, from the Yan family." The child said softly.

"Which Yan family?"

"Yan, Yan Xiu is from the Bai family."

"Oh, so it's my little frog." Yan Xiubai patted his forehead with a dazed expression, "No wonder it looks so familiar."

"However, why hasn't Dad seen you all day? You've become fat again."

Yan Xiubai touched his short legs that were as fat as a lotus root, and then took his chubby little hand and put it to his mouth to bite, "Not bad, not bad, so fat that you can steam it and eat it."

The child quickly withdrew his hand, trying to save his hand from the tiger's mouth, "Don't eat, don't get fat, don't eat..."

The tearful look of the child is so cute that Yan Xiubai couldn't help it, and he would tease him like this once a day, "But Daddy is very hungry." He said pitifully, "Daddy eat less, okay? Eat this arm, don't move anywhere."

"Cake, cake..." The child took out a piece of cake that was crushed out of shape with the other hand in his bosom for a long time, "Daddy is hungry, eat cake, don't eat frog, frog Unappetizing......"

Yan Xiubai endured it, but he still didn't hold it back. He laughed loudly. His son was indeed the best pistachio, and all the depression of the day was gone.

After accompanying the child for lunch and coaxing him to sleep, just as Yan Xiubai was about to take a rest, someone came from Qin Palace.

Yan Xiubai could roughly guess what was going on. In the past few years, the struggle between the King of Qin and the crown prince has become more and more fierce. It is power, it is life, it is the high chair.

The eldest son of the Crown Prince is the heir of the Eastern Palace. He has great righteousness and has made great achievements in handling political affairs. However, King Qin relied on his own military achievements. Everyone in the world knows that almost half of Li Tang's country was brought down by King Qin Yes, he has civil servants and generals under his command, all of them are loyal to him, and most importantly, he still has military power in his hands.

Even the emperor became more and more afraid of his second son, not to mention the prince, he would even dream at night, after the emperor died, how would his good brother lead the army to seize the throne that belonged to him .

He wanted him to die, Li Jiancheng wanted Li Shimin to die, only when he was dead would no one rob him, only when he was dead could he feel at ease and sleep soundly.

So no matter how despicable the means are, he wants to kill him.

And Li Shimin didn't have this idea, but he was better at hiding than the prince.

As soon as Yan Xiubai entered the Prince Qin's mansion, he was taken to the meeting hall. Everyone who should have arrived had already arrived. Seeing him coming, they all greeted him with smiles.

Yan Xiubai is now the Chief History Officer of Prince Qin's Mansion, not a very high official position, but he is a confidant of King Qin's adviser, anyone with a little brain will not underestimate him because of his low official position.

After everyone arrived, the discussion officially began. King Qin sat at the top, with the military officer on his left, and the civil officer on his right. Yan Xiubai sat in the second position of the civil officer, only under Changsun Wuji, which was enough It proved that his efforts over the years were not in vain.

As he had guessed when he came, it was still the prince's business, but the prince really went too far this time, and even tampered with military logistics.

Recently, there have been frequent changes from the Turkic side. Li Shimin is worried and wants to deploy troops to increase the defense there, but the prince insists on objecting. It is the most important thing, it is directly related to who belongs to the world, how can we lose the big because of small things.

The idea of ​​the prince is also the idea of ​​many people. The worst thing is that even the emperor is faintly inclined to the prince, thinking that the king of Qin is making a big fuss, but Li Shimin always has a kind of anxiety. This anxiety prompted him to disregard everyone's opposition. Under such circumstances, he sent five thousand iron cavalry to the border.

This is not enough. According to his idea, the number of troops should be increased by ten times, but without the support of the emperor, this is already the limit of what he can do. These 5000 people are all transferred and taught by him, and only belong to the army. His elite soldiers.

The number of people was not enough, and it was only when they reached the border that they discovered that most of the weapons and armor sent by the imperial court were shoddy goods and fake goods.

In this way, Li Shimin will really be angered. Although he is extremely strict in governing the army, he is also the most tolerant of those soldiers who accompanied him in his expeditions from north to south. How many innocent soldiers.

This is absolutely intolerable to him.

The prince touched his bottom line, and King Qin began to fight back.

Yan Xiubai watched the open and secret struggle in the court with cold eyes. He was in the middle of the situation, but he always stayed out of it. He positioned himself as a bystander, a witness. Free and easy.

As a bystander, Yan Xiubai probably never thought that this fire would burn on him.

When Changsun Wuji hurried into his room, he just got up and was dressing the yawning little frog. He even saw him trip over the threshold and almost fell down.

The eldest grandson, who has always been gentle and elegant, has never lost his composure before, and broke into his bedroom without waiting for his servant to understand.

Something has definitely happened, and it's a big deal.

Yan Xiubai tried his best to keep his face as calm as possible, tidied up the child's clothes, and put him on the ground in his arms. The child wobbled for two steps, but Changsun Wuji grabbed his arm tightly.

Maybe it was because he was too strong and hurt the child, or maybe it was because the other party was staring at him too frighteningly. He is not a crybaby.

Yan Xiubai frowned, reached out and clasped the other's wrist, until the other party let go, he pulled the child to protect him behind him.

"What's the matter with you? What happened?"

Changsun Wuji took a deep breath, and when his eyes fell on him, his eyes suddenly became sharp, "Tell me honestly." He said in a deep voice, "Is this child your own child, or is it an old child?" The Lord stayed?"

Yan Xiubai's heart shuddered, and his eyes narrowed slightly, "What is the meaning of this, Mr. Changsun?!"

The eldest grandson Wuji looked directly into the other party's eyes, and said word by word: "Today's early court, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince participated in the book, Qin Wangfu's head, Shi, cherished the old master, secretly raised the orphans of the Sui Dynasty, and secretly plotted against Tang Dynasty!"

The hand clasped around his wrist was clenched for an instant, and then slowly loosened. Changsun Wuji is so smart and clever, and he already knew the truth just from this tightening and loosening.

"You, how dare you!"

Changsun Wuji's neck was red.

"I've grown up so much, so why dare?" Yan Xiubai hugged the child in front of him, and raised his hands to cover his ears. The child was a little puzzled, but he didn't break free and let him cover it.

"Since the matter has been leaked out, how does His Majesty plan to deal with me?"

"Temporary escort to the prison, the person who came to arrest you is already on the way, His Royal Highness King Qin told you to be safe, he will definitely find a way to rescue you!"

Yan Xiubai twitched the corners of his mouth, although he was a little stiff, he still smiled, and he sighed softly: "Thank you for me, His Highness King Qin, but I'm afraid I will disappoint his kindness."

Changsun Wuji was startled, and said: "What are you going to do? Don't act recklessly, don't you believe His Highness King Qin can rescue you?!"

Yan Xiubai took the child by the hand, hugged the piano that had not been used for a long time on the table, he shook his head and said: "Of course I believe in King Qin, but he may be able to keep me, but this child, he It is absolutely unavoidable.”

"Don't you still want to save this child?!" Changsun Wuji shouted sharply, "He is Yang Guang's son. His Majesty poisoned Yang You, and he will never allow another Yang to live!"

"His surname is not Yang, but Yan!" Yan Xiubai bent down, took the child's hand and asked, "Which family are you from?"

The child subconsciously withdrew his hands and said, "Yan, from the Yan family."

"Good boy." Yan Xiubai didn't bite him, but kissed him, which made the child giggle.

"You are making fun of your own life." Changsun Wuji pursed his lips, "Once you make a wrong step, not only will your official career be lost, but you will not even be able to leave Chang'an alive. Is it worth it for an irrelevant child?"

"Whether it's worth it or not will be discussed later, at least I want to protect him now." Yan Xiubai said.

Bang——The solid door was knocked open, and countless officers and soldiers barged in, armed with long armor and spears, and looked hostile to the visitor, making the servants of the Yan Mansion tremble.

As soon as Yan Xiubai stepped out of the room holding the child's hand, two long guns rested on his shoulders.

He was not used to being threatened by guns like this, and he didn't like it even more. He ignored the two long guns, bent down and looked directly into the child's eyes and said, "Daddy hasn't played with you for a long time, let's play a game now, shall we?" good?"

ah?The child is a little uneasy. He may not understand what the situation is like now, nor does he know that he is in danger. He is instinctively afraid.

But Yan Xiubai's words eased his fear, the child tightly pulled his sleeve and nodded.

Yan Xiubai took off the headband that tied his hair, and his long, jet-black hair fell down, covering the child's sight.

He put a headband over his eyes, round and round, and finally tied a bow at the back of his head.

"Remember!" He whispered in his ear: "Daddy said, 'Good boy, open your eyes', you can untie the strap, and at any other time, no matter what movement you hear, you can't untie it. Otherwise, you lose."

This game is a bit fun, the child nodded vigorously.

Yan Xiubai picked up the child, covered him tightly from head to toe with a cloak, then carried him on his back, tied him tightly with a belt, kissed his little hand, and said with a light smile: "Catch him!" It's time for the prison, the game has started, we're going to fly."

There was a sound of ping-pong-pong, but the child couldn't see it, but he really flew up. He hugged his father's neck tightly, feeling the joy of flying, and giggled.

"Do you want to resist the decree?!" someone yelled.

But soon, the man couldn't make a sound, because his neck was cut by a very thin string.

Yan Xiubai is pretty good at killing people, let alone some ordinary soldiers, but he also understands that Chang'an is Li Yuan's stronghold after all, he is the emperor after all, and there are only a lot of masters here. Otherwise, when the people in the palace received the news and many experts surrounded him, he would have difficulty flying even with wings.

Today's weather is not good, the wind is howling, thick clouds block the sun, and it is about to rain.

Yan Xiubai galloped wildly, and didn't stop when encountering obstacles, galloping past, he had no choice but to escape for his life.

Whoosh - an arrow shot straight at his face with strong vigor, Yan Xiubai turned sideways to avoid it, and the next moment, three sharp arrows shot at his eyebrows, chest, and the horse under him at the same time.

With a long roar, Yan Xiubai jumped up from the horse. With a wave of his robe sleeve, the two arrows shot at him were reflected back by him, and the only one left pierced through the horse. The captured horse neighed and never got up again.

Yan Xiubai's sword was out of its sheath. He was holding the qin in his left hand and holding the sword in his right. He was in mid-air without any leverage, but his whole body twisted inconceivably, and he shot out like an arrow off the string. .

His target is the person hiding behind the wall, with profound internal strength and excellent archery skills, and there is only one person in Chang'an—the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard, Xu Lin.

At this moment, Xu Lin was already injured. His right wrist was pierced by an arrow. It was the arrow reflected by Yan Xiubai just now. He dodged one, but not the other. The price was that his right hand was crippled. .

Without one hand, one cannot shoot arrows, and Xu Lin, who cannot shoot arrows, has almost lost most of his martial arts skills. When Yan Xiubai approached him, he couldn't even resist effectively. His throat was cut just by meeting Yan Xiubai. opened.

He didn't even feel much pain, and sank into the darkness completely.

Death without pain is probably the most merciful way of death in the world.

Yan Xiubai is still flying, his lightness skill is very good, even Yan Changsheng can't match it, and now he has increased his speed to the extreme, his whole body is like a bird, fast and dexterous.

The child couldn't see it, but he could hear the whistling wind in his ears. Just when he thought he would fly like this forever, the person carrying him stopped suddenly and without any warning.

A crossbow of arrows flashed coldly, and the sharp arrows were pointed at him. The street, which was originally relatively wide, was tightly blocked.

"Your Majesty really thinks highly of me. To deal with a frail scholar like me, even the Strong Crossbow Battalion has been dispatched."

"A person who is not even a match for Yu Wenhuaji, how can he be a weak scholar!"

Yan Xiubai smiled wryly, no wonder the book said that people should know how to hide their clumsiness, the ancients were honest and never deceived themselves, unfortunately it is too late now.

He looked up, the sky was overcast, and drops of water fell from the sky, dripping on his sword.

"Daddy, is it raining?" the child asked hesitantly.

"yes......"

It's raining.

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Yan Xiubai's sword was stained red with blood, and then it became clean again after being washed by the rain, and the next moment, it was soaked in blood again. '

Repeatedly like this, he could still remember how many people he had killed at first, but later on, he couldn't remember clearly, because he had already killed too many people.

He was stuck here, this strong crossbow battalion could not kill him, but it could injure him, delay his departure, and trap him to death in Chang'an.

Some people have already arrived, all of them are masters. After staying in this world for several years, he already has an accurate division of the martial arts system here.

Six grandmasters, thirteen masters approaching the grandmaster, Yan Xiubai frowned, Li Yuan is really generous, should he be called the emperor? !

Zheng——In the heavy rain, the sound of the piano is high and ethereal, without the slightest aura of killing, as if he was just playing a song of high mountains and flowing water to his confidant and friend, instead of the imperial city in deep crisis, surrounded by steps. Murderous enemies.

The sound of the zither is leisurely, like a quiet bamboo forest, a mountain spring and a stream. It is obviously such a heavy rainy weather, but it makes people see the spring and white snow, the clouds are clear and the wind is clear.

"Not good, cover your ears and meditate!" In the heavy rain, a rough ore sounded like thunder.

This startled the child, and then he seemed to hear his father say in a very low voice, "It's late."

Something dripped on the back of his hand, not the coldness of the rain, but warm and sticky, making his palm and the back of his hand hot together...

............

Chang'an, the city gate.

Yan Xiubai walked slowly, stepping on a blood mark, and the majestic city gate was in front of him, and he could leave within a hundred steps and escape from this prison. '

But the rows of familiar cavalry stood between him and the city gate abruptly, making the distance of a hundred steps an unattainable luxury.

He smiled wryly, today he